Good memories 600 word essay for the topic

Winter is warm.

Warmth is a guiding light in the dark night, allowing the disoriented to walk towards the light; Warmth is a fire in the snow, making people feel the heat in their faces; Warmth is a rare drop of water in the desert that sweetens the mouth of a dry mouth.

When winter comes, snowflakes are flying in the sky, spreading a thick quilt on the earth. I walked down the street, feeling very cold, and from time to time I covered my mouth with my hand to warm up.

By accident, I noticed a few leaflets and other pieces of paper pasted on a smooth wall opposite, and an old cleaner who looked to be forty or fifty years old had brushed the paper with a water-soaked brush, and then carefully tore it with his hands.

Although she was on the other side, she could clearly see that her hands were red from the cold, and the red was like fire.

After carefully clearing several pieces of advertising paper, she continued to walk to another. However, I saw that her right hand was raised, but it stopped in the air, as if frozen. Seeing her move closer to the wall, she shook her head slightly and left.

What's going on? Why didn't she know her? Is she lazy? A series of questions ran through my mind.

I was about to take a look, but I saw a skinny female cleaner approaching the paper. I thought she would clear the paper, but she did exactly the same thing as the old cleaner: she raised her right hand, froze in the air, shook her head slightly, and turned away.

When I saw it, I was even more confused, so I made up my mind to take a look.

Cross the street and come to the wall. What catches your eye is a 'missing person notice'. It reads: Zhao Jie, 16 years old, male ......

The suspicion was relieved, and I understood everything in an instant. At this time, a warm current came to my heart, and the snowflakes were still flying like goose feathers, and I no longer felt cold, but felt exceptionally warm.

Winters are cold. But he also makes people feel warm, just like the two cleaners, the deep warmth in this world comes from the burning heart. It is this 'sacred' fire that ignites the petal of incense in my heart.

I think it's warm enough to haunt me for the rest of my life.

In winter, the most exciting thing for children is snow. When the snow falls from the sky, the children's hearts will flutter like the snowflakes, not only the scenery of the snow day is particularly charming, but also because of the snow, the children can have a snowball fight! It's a pity that I don't know what's going on in the winter now?

It doesn't snow anymore, so I can only reminisce about that experience when I was a child. I only had it then.

Five or six years old, it's the New Year, my grandmother, my eldest brother, my second brother, my sister and their parents have all returned to their hometown from Guilin for the New Year. On the first day of the first lunar month, the adults were busy entertaining the guests, and we children were not to mention how happy we were, because there had just been a heavy snowfall last night, and the ground was covered with thick, soft snow, so we decided to have a snowball fight. Started grouping, we used rock, scissors, paper guessing to decide the grouping, the result is a group of three brothers, two sisters in a group, me and my brother in a group, now our two little guys don't do it, this still needs to be compared, it must be the two of us lost.

Fortunately, with the support of my grandmother, I immediately found a strong backing for us - Uncle Xiaotang. The "battle" began, and the brothers grabbed a handful of snow and threw it at the elder sisters, and of course the sisters did not show weakness and immediately fought back. In this way, they attack and defend, you chase and hide, and they fight inextricably, but they completely forget that we exist.

Of course, we were not reconciled, so we also grabbed the snow from the ground, rolled it into a ball, and threw it at them, but it was smashed on the head of the eldest brother. This was a hornet's nest, and many snow balls flew towards us at once, and my brother and I were busy pulling my cousin as a shield, but we hid in the house because of our small numbers. Through the window, we saw my cousin's embarrassed face, and was hesitating to risk his life to help, when suddenly, I saw the umbrella hanging behind the door, and I thought about it.

So, our two sisters and brothers each held an umbrella and appeared in front of everyone in full gear, and in the end, of course, we outwitted the victory! Even now, when I think about it, I can't help but laugh with my stomach in my hands!